It is a silent morning.
Too quiet that I could hear my own breathing
Counting down my own pulses and they are pulsating at 100 beats per minute.
The palpitation of my own heart is so strong now that I feel a bit giddy as I stand up looking for the light switch in the bathroom.
I catch my own reflection on the mirror and a stranger is standing there staring at me looking rather intense. For a while it is as if we're having a staring contest. He looks rather shaky to me and I bet I could take him down with a low hook swing across his right ribs.
However this morning I think I'm gonna leave him alone.
I'm not going to give him the fight he can't possibly win.
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Hey, hold it there!
Don't even think of whacking the helpless stranger...
For haven't you heard?
Strangers are merely friends we haven't met.
Be kind to him, will ya? ;)
Stranger?
How are you? It's been long time I didn't visit ur blog....
I'm reading this post again and again in order to interpret who (or what) that stranger was. I came out into two hypotheses:
(1) He's a crack who stoned on too much marijuana.
(2) He's a ghost (seriously).
(3) He's you. The other you who shows himself in the mirror -- as a matter of metaphors that you're fighting your other self.
Okay I need a cup of coffee. Bye.
I know that stranger I sometimes see in the mirror. He used to be me at some point in time. It's been so long I've forgotten how he look like.
Pat: That stranger was my own reflection.
Ched: I'm good thank you. Congrats on your wedding.
SPD: Cool hypothesis. I go with the third.
Bangkai: Sounds like you've found your inner peace. Don't let him return.
Dr T, what made you think I misunderstood you altogether? :D
Was it because I suggested for you not to whack, but be kind to your goodself?! I meant it, I do! Now repeat after me..."I. MUST. BE. KIND. TO. MYSELF!" ;)
Unlike me this morning, at least you didn't scream at the sight of your own reflection in the mirror *laughs*
Relax, Doc. Keep the faith that things always have a way of working out in the end.
Pat: I know that you knew that I know that you knew that i know.
Andrea: Oh yes baby.. I'm keeping the faith all right. Bon jovi sent me the memo 12 years ago.
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